A growing community of young men believe that abstaining from masturbation will bring them greater confidence and more testosterone.
By Emily Witt
The premier promoter of the ethically minded, locally grown approach to feeding ourselves holds forth on his favorite junk foods.
By Adam Platt
Is this 2006 all over again?
“Turn[s] a blind eye…to the perils and languishing of the Cuban people.”
President Obama’s new team is almost in place, which means a slew of Washington insiders have had to find new gigs.
Finding meaning in tragedy with the thrill-seeking journalist.
Our roundup of news from around the city.
If you are an Eskimo whaling captain, 100 years or older, or training to be a witch.
They’re as famous for their grueling work hours as they are for their lavish perks.
Readers sound off on synthetic drugs, BuzzFeed, and more.
Our deliberately oversimplified guide to who falls where on our taste hierarchies.
Moleskin colorways, a copper-plated steel chair, and more new stuff in New York stores.
“When I was [modeling] for Balmain, Jack Benny invited me to a party at Maxim’s. Sammy Davis Jr. was there.”
Midtown restaurants Harlow and Bill’s Food and Drink evoke a bygone era in dining.
Your best bet for turkey eggs is a farmers’ market, where the exotic-egg variety is widest this time of year.
To determine who dominates the culinary zone, we pitted the Yankees against the Mets in four matchups of burgeoning categories of ballpark grub.
Unexpected ways of seeing the world, where the mode of transport is as memorable as the trip itself.
The Flaming Lips get dark.
MoMA’s razing a lovely, significant building. No museum should do that.
How documentary became the most exciting kind of filmmaking.
Photographs from then that look like now.
Jerry Saltz on the Met’s “Impressionism, Fashion, and Modernity.”
Prequels Hannibal and Bates Motel don’t sweat their source material much.
Somehow, a goodly dose of Roald Dahl’s puckish sourness makes it onstage in Matilda.
Twenty-five things to see, hear, watch, and read.
